Car rides are normally therapeutic for me, something about the passing trees and the cool wind that blows in my face bring me a calm state of mind, the glowing red and yellow lights glowing in the darkness with falling snow gives me Christmas aesthetic vibes, seeing society at peace for the first time almost kind of does something to you.
I can't stand it.
For the twentieth time my eyes diverted to my rearview mirror, "that car has been following us for a while."
"Thats because it's a one way" he groaned, I know he's annoyed with me, but I just couldn't help it, Finally I breathed seeing the car move from behind us and zoomed by once we get on a four-way street.
I've long accepted my jittery feelings when entering anywhere with too much grass or steep looking trees, heaven knows I don'
